My first night club experience in Sunnyvale
Okay, I know it's not SF. But something tells me you have judged already. It's okay because what I am going to tell you is not a filter instagram story or a raunchy music filled video. Its everyday truth which happens to many of us. Some would like to have it, some have it daily, others have their moments. I will put myself in the others. I had my moment this Saturday. I went to the nightclub called Pure in Sunnyvale. Pretty cheap DJ ticket of 30$. I don't have a car yet. Not that I can't buy one but..well. Its for some other time. So I took an Uber and reached Sunnyvale Murphy St. Went inside the nightclub and ordered a glass of water. Ice cold it was and I was kite flying on green grass. Alcohol won't do me good. I looked at the dance floor nd saw beautiful women. Very tv like. But after five minutes I didn't care. I was more involved in the music and the DJ. The music was like seeping in. And then it hit me in the body with steps coming out without thoughts. I wanted to dance so badly. I am suddenly shy sometimes. I recovered from my shyness and moved towards the stage. And there I started. A simple, average build, cute looking in the nearing 30's guy. The first step went in the air and I could see eyes turned. It was a running train then. You know like so much inertia and so fast. Like a ninja. Flowing but deadly. I danced continuously for four hours. A woman danced with me for a while. Now here the random part starts. She had a friend who was with her all the time and got suddenly lost. She got worried and asked me if I had seen her. Well next thing we were searching the club. And by co-incidence, I found her friend. She thanked me and invited me to the VIP cabin. The bouncer stopped me and said - " You are not allowed Man!", To which the woman replied - "Get your hands off him. He is with me." I entered the small sofa area and sat down. I was offered one shot. Then two , then ...well seven. I have seen men buying drinks for women. I saw the opposite today. And being drunk I couldn't dance but move. Anyways the music ended and we parted ways. Uber came, dropped me, I reached home and hit bed. Good night!
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